A spirit and a vision are not, as the modern philosopher supposes, a cloudy vapour, or a nothing: they are organised and minutely articulated beyond all that the mortal and perishing nature can produce.
"He who does not imagine in stronger and better lineaments, and in stronger and better light than his perishing mortal eye can see, does not imagine at all.
why are you so against the dairy industry? if cows don't get milked they get sick and die - FACT
I’ve worked with dairy cows extensively for my animal science degree. I have seen every aspect of the dairy industry, from birth to death. You have no idea what you are talking about.
Cows produce milk for their calves. For them to start producing milk, they need to become pregnant and have a baby. Just like in humans, milk isn’t naturally produced unless there is a baby born to drink it.
Hours or days after birth, calves are stolen from their mothers. Males are sold into the veal industry. Females are put back into the dairy industry.
To prolong a cows ability to produce milk after birth, they are often given a cocktail of hormones (and antibiotics to fight other issues). Cows do produce milk for a rather long time, since they NATURALLY would nurse their calves for months, sometimes close to a year. But the milk production does taper off as calves start to eat grass, so farmers need to combat that. Cows are artificially inseminated every year once they are of age.
After about 5 years, cows on large scale dairy farms, and many small farms, are no longer able to produce milk at a rate that is profitable to the farmers. So, these cows are sent off to slaughter. This is assuming they were;t killed earlier for being a “problem” cow, or sustaining injury. Dairy cows are your low-grade beef. -FACT
“The very saddest sound in all my memory was burned into my awareness at age five on my uncle’s dairy farm in Wisconsin. A cow had given birth to a beautiful male calf…On the second day after birth, my uncle took the calf from the mother and placed him in the veal pen in the barn—only ten yards away, in plain view of his mother. The mother cow could see her infant, smell him, hear him, but could not touch him, comfort him, or nurse him. The heartrending bellows that she poured forth—minute after minute, hour after hour, for five long days—were excruciating to listen to. They are the most poignant and painful auditory memories I carry in my brain.” Michael Klaper, M.D. X